Day One

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'The leader of a rising tribe, huh? Seems like something my brother always said.'

'What? Where am I?' I started. 'What is all of this?'
I stood up and wandered around the beach I just woke up on. After a while I started to see little animals with feathers. They looked like chickens. When I came closer I saw they weren't. They were dinosaurs, dodo's to be exact. 'Such a weird phenomenon, dinosaurs walking around.' At the moment that I finished my sentence, one of the dodo's started to make a strange sound and i fell down on the ground, I noticed that I had some book in my pocket which had a map drawn in it. 'Useful but not when you hurt your butt because you fell on a rock.' In anger I picked up the rock and threw it to a larger rock. It deflected it and a little piece of flint got shot off and hit my arm. 'Gosh! Does everything want to kill me or something!?' But at that moment I got an idea. If I want food I'll have to kill a dinosaur for its meat. So I tried searching for a pointy stone. Now I'll have to find something strong to attach it to. I picked up a branch from the ground and put it together with a plant. 'Maybe..' I tried to hit a dodo with my newly created tool that looked mostly like an pickaxe and it died instantly. The other dodo's ran in fear that they might end up as their friend. Now that I have some meat I need to cook it, and it's getting dark so I'll need a campfire. Once my campfire was made, I went to sleep on some giant leaves I had collected. My first day survived, yet other days to come, who knows how much...

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